@ALBUM: Steel Works! By BiGod 20 Lyrics transcribed from the album by Ted Tur\'ocy (firstname.lastname@example.org) All typos mine. @SONG: The Big Bang Time was running away at this mild winter night We were on our way to get some illumination. The big bang calls It was the season In which Mother Earth outwits the master of the underworld And I was ready to share All my fantasies to get into the spirit. The big bang calls It wasn't a lie, it wasn't a lie Illuminate me. A tribe of truly possessed Angels dancing, sadists whipping, Hippies tripping, candles burning, And more, more, more, more, more and more. Everything was possible to get some delights for the senses For the senses. It wasn't a lie, it wasn't a lie Illuminate me. It wasn't a lie, it wasn't a lie Illuminate me. The big bang. @SONG: On the Run Trust me or deliver me You know I'm on the run Face to face we sit here now This isn't all the fun. Take your eyes away from me You know I'm apathetic Put me wise on desperation Take the blame from me. Sometimes I don't believe in my victory Over tyranny, oh no. And now I'm leaving. Gimme commandos You are immortal I am the one who's on hire. Too many reasons, Thousand reasons for demanding termination soon. Burning desire, burning like fire Towing me out of disaster. But this is the realm of tormentors. Sometimes I don't believe in my victory Over tyranny, oh no. And now I'm leaving. Run away Release the body. Sometimes I don't believe in my victory Over tyranny On the run. @SONG: Wild at Heart Sometimes, without a reason, it feels like nothing else The world seems to be wild at heart And I'm a part of it. Never ending sorrow, never ending pain Take this pressure away from me, take it away from me. Looking for the meaning of the meaning What is this all for? What is it all for? Sometimes without a reason, it feels like nothing else. Sometimes without a reason, it feels like nothing else. Like nothing else. High tension mixes up with incredible boredom You are still surviving Sucking the rest of gleaming hope directly out of me To spit it into fire. Sometimes without a reason, it feels like nothing else. Sometimes without a reason, it feels like nothing else. Like nothing else. And you are still surviving Yes, you are still surviving Yes, you are still surviving To spit it into fire. Into fire. Into fire. @SONG: The Bog Revealed, underlined in a sudden gust of wind The profile of a man raises under the moon Uncovered and tiny, overlooking the fen Water meadowland and small shot for the ducks He walks in the mud, moves aside the reeds No clapping of wings, no motions around. Just the singing wind in an ominous silence. Chorus: I'll take you down there (under the moon) No presence of fowl, the fen is a desert Said a man of poise with a drawling voice The grounds are alive and the wind has dropped The fen is awakened and follows the steps Chorus See how my tentacles got you under control You're already caught in the palm of my hand You're easy to swallow, I'm sucking your back I'm taking your ankles -- You're back into the bog I'm taking your legs... I'm taking your knees... @SONG: It Doesn't Matter Who never knew enjoyment Who ever learned to keep lunatic rules I had a partner, he learned to do it No one was calling and now he's dead. He never felt the pride of dissipation He never lied, he never saw a light. He was a fool, so absolutely different Seems to be a never ending fight. I'm not aware of that man in Tijuana I wouldn't care of anything he wants. It doesn't matter, that we are feeding our illusions. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter, that we are pealing our feelings. It doesn't matter. A lack of time for celebrations I am not aware of you Drop me at that filling station Go to hell, it's not for me. Realize a silent motion Creature of the living dead Let me out of obligations Take your time to fill your head. I'm not aware of that man in Tijuana I wouldn't care of anything he wants. It doesn't matter, that we are feeding, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter, that we are pealing, it doesn't matter. When tears fall. @SONG: Breeders Extermination is a matter of fact We wouldn't try to rely. Collaboration is a matter of fact They wouldn't dare to reply. 'Cause they are the leaders We are the breeders. Show us your secret desire Tell us a reason to cry. Open your mind to refill your delights We don't lie, we don't lie, we don't lie. They, they are the leaders We, we are the breeders.
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